Qin Zian turned on the ambient lighting he had prepared beforehand and started playing an exciting background music track.

Instantly, the official live broadcast room of Yuzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau turned into a disco, and the sound of 857 resounded in everyone's ears.

Qin Zian rolled up his sleeves, pointed to the sky behind him, and said, "I want to dye this thing green!"

As Qin Zian finished speaking, his body began to sway, looking exactly like someone going to a disco.

Outside, the turbulent clouds in the sky had actually turned green.

Not only that, the faces of the viewers in the live stream... have also turned green.

"This sky... is so damn green! It's a good thing I don't have a girlfriend yet, otherwise I'd always feel like I'm wearing a green hat on my head."

"Qin Zi'an, I'm truly speechless at you, you old bastard!!! My eyelids were practically drooping with sleep, and you slammed your phone into my nose with a '857'. Who understands the pain of that?"

"You woke me up in the middle of the night to watch a live stream, and... that's it?! So Qin Zian took you into science, into science that's actually a disco?"

"Sorry, I'm completely 'green' right now. You can keep dancing like this, but don't make a sound. I'm feeling a bit unwell, so I'm logging off now."

"Ha, ha! Qin Zi'an, you actually dared to trick me into coming here to play tricks? You've really kicked a hornet's nest. Although I can't do anything to you, I can go clubbing with you."

At 3 a.m., the official account of the Yuzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau led the way in dancing, leaving all the viewers in the live stream speechless.

They had considered that Qin Zian's approach to science was abnormal, but they hadn't expected it to be this abnormal.

Qin Zian not only danced amidst lightning and thunder, but also led the viewers in his live stream to dance along.

"At three in the morning, there was thunder and lightning outside, but inside there was singing and dancing. If this had happened ten years ago, the 'Approaching Science' program team would have needed to film at least a hundred episodes to explain it clearly."

"Many people say the sky is too green, but wait a bit, it'll change color soon. I have all kinds of colors, even a colorful black is ready. Since everyone's here, let's all jump up and down!"

"You need skill to dance. If you don't know how, just use your head as a pen to write. For example, today's dance party is like this, with thunder and lightning outside, you should use your heads to write 'Thunder and Lightning Dance'."

Because the colors in Qin Zi'an's room were so vibrant, the audience's attention was completely drawn to him.

Just like Qin Zian said, since we're already here, let's jump around for a while.

Although viewers jokingly called it "crazy," they had to admit that the atmosphere of this live-streamed disco was genuinely great.

Netizens from all over the country gathered together and started a lively and exhilarating dance party.

And so, Qin Zian led the viewers in exercising for two hours.

As the weather outside calmed down, Qin Zian stopped what he was doing.

He picked up his phone and looked at the data in the live stream.

"I've been jumping around here for two hours, and the number of viewers in the live stream has skyrocketed to eight million. I really can only say... you guys are really bored!"

"However, you are also really lucky. Every time there is a thunderstorm from now on, you will have the image of dancing tonight flashing through your minds."

"Alright! Congratulations on watching a noisy and pointless late-night science-themed disco livestream. One last reminder: don't go disco during thunderstorms, just wash up and go to bed early."

After saying that, Qin Zian closed the live stream, leaving the netizens completely bewildered.

Now, these netizens have completely forgotten about the unusual weather in Yuzhou; all they can think about is Qin Zi'an's scientific disco party.

No matter how bad the weather was in Yuzhou, all that people could remember was Qin Zian's crazy behavior.

Even if some viewers are dissatisfied and feel that Qin Zian's live stream deviated from their expectations.

But netizens would only make a few comments at most, and then go to sleep.

Firstly, clubbing really drains your energy and spirit; they were all exhausted after staying up all night.

Secondly, they also knew that Qin Zi'an was not a normal leader, and they were used to his friendly and playful behavior.

Some netizens are even looking forward to the next thunderstorm-filled disco.

...

As the morning sun shone on the earth, the abnormal weather in Yuzhou ended, and the online discussion vanished without a trace.

Originally, Chen Lao and others were afraid that the thunder would be too loud and wake up the people of Yuzhou.

But when they went online, they found that the entire internet was abuzz with videos of Qin Zi'an partying late at night.

Immediately, the Taoist priests' hearts were hanging in suspense... half-dead.

They had expected online discussions about the loud thunder and terrifying lightning, but they never imagined that these would become the atmosphere for Qin Zi'an's late-night clubbing.

Nobody even considered this level of metaphysics or anything like that.

Old Chen knew that Qin Zi'an meant well, but he really couldn't stand Qin Zi'an, the sixth brother.

He repeatedly told Qin Zi'an not to spread the word.

As a result, they immediately gave netizens the exact start time of the broadcast, providing a direct look at the scene of breaking through the enemy lines.

Even though the outcome was good, Old Chen was still feeling very uneasy and frustrated.

Both sides had worked hard all night, and Old Chen did not immediately go to settle accounts with Qin Zi'an.

But by the time Old Chen had finished his repairs, a full day and night had passed.

When Old Chen called Qin Zi'an again to ask him to meet, he only received one sentence in return.

"Old Chen, I'm really sorry. I've already boarded the plane back to Harbin. It's best if we never meet again."

At this point, Qin Zi'an stopped pretending altogether and openly declared himself a 'materialist'.

Even if Old Chen was furious, there was nothing he could do about Qin Zi'an.

After all, he's an outstanding young man with impeccable political integrity, and I can't control him.

If that's the case, then there's no need to argue any further.

Meanwhile, Qin Zi'an was sitting on the plane, waiting for takeoff.

As the flight attendant thoughtfully pulled up the window shade for Qin Zi'an, he saw the last plane carrying Japanese citizens evacuated land.

As Qin Zian's plane began to glide, his phone buzzed.

He swiped the screen and glanced down at it.

Suddenly, an international news story appeared before my eyes, followed by a large "Breaking News" headline.

Then, Qin Zian closed his phone, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Looking at his calm and composed demeanor, it was as if nothing had happened.